Once he nuzzled his face into her, she stopped throwing kisses all over his face but didn't dare let him go just yet. She was practically glowing, giggling sweetly when he started answering her. "Oh! Disco! I almost made this club a disco, but I didn't think it'd generate enough interest." She pouted softly as she took a step back, and out-right laughed at the boob comment. Tugging on her dress a bit, she grinned brightly again. "You don't need to explain that to me," she admitted. "Sometimes mine have a mind of their own - or at least feel heavy enough that they should."
"I've been great! I just saw Mari like... Maybe a week ago, and now here you are!" She couldn't stop smiling. "Oh, man, Manchester..." She shook her head and let out another laugh. "That was so crazy, wasn't it? But I mean, get any of us together and it usually is. It's part of the fun of being us." She reached forward and pushed some of his hair out of his face and couldn't help petting his face a bit. "You look good, though! Have you been, you know, okay?" She arched her eyebrows, asking about how he was feeling power-wise without actually saying it.